Kea walked out of the inquisition, the warm sunlight pouring down, but it couldn't dispel the gloom in his heart. He walked aimlessly along www.biquge.info white-stone paved road, and along the way, he could see the prosperity of the Upper Town: noble ladies dressed in red velvet from Yanoste sipping warm black tea, well-dressed nobles walking by with flashy swords hanging from their waists, an old man with a delicate maiden in his arms and stuffing his no longer shining Marquis medallion into her bodice...... Kia didn't turn his head away, but walked briskly, his mind in turmoil. The clouds of defeat in the war against the Empire spread all over the country, but only the upper city favored it. He had been to the royal city of Salion as a child, trained with Maurice at the headquarters of the Lion Knights, and had seen similar sights in his spare time. At that time, the aftermath of the blood-silver turmoil was still there, and new heads hung on spears every day outside the palace. But the nobles who benefited from it couldn't wait to indulge in wine, the same red velvet, the same swagger, and the same daytime prostitution...... Kea and Maurice once longed for the sound of the Upper Town, thinking that this was what a nobleman should be, but after he walked out of the library and experienced all kinds of firsts - the first time he went to battle, the first time he was defeated, the first time he was almost alive, the first time he was involved in a conspiracy - he began to have an indescribable estrangement and even a faint disgust for this kind of sound and horses.

Do soldiers defend their homes and the country, but do they protect such a rotten home and such a numb country?

The dense sound of horses' hooves rising and falling, occasionally mixed with a few screams of aristocratic maidens being disturbed, who dares to ride a horse in the upper city? The guard tightened his grip on the halberd in his hand and took a step aside, but when he saw the sword and shield emblem on the rider's uniform, his foot shrank back as if it had touched boiling water, and when the lion order was revealed, the guard stood on the side of the road with great amusement, and watched the rider ride away in a daze.

Kea was still distracted, the sound of horses' hooves stopped abruptly in front of him, and the rider turned over and dismounted, kneeling on one knee: "Viscount Chia!" ”

"Rolf?" Kea came back to his senses, "Why are you here?" ”

"Lord Duke said I'd like to take you to meet Ned Grace." Rolf stood up and said briefly, "I'm here to take you back." ”

Kia is now extremely sensitive to this name, and after hearing it, he subconsciously asked: "Visit?" What to do? But as soon as he said that, he realized that he was standing in front of his father's personal guard captain, a communicator rather than an executor. Sure enough, Rolf shook his head: "The Duke has an order. ”

What is the purpose of visiting the deputy director of the court at this time? Kia pondered for a while, although he had declared the Blood Cross Covenant, he still lacked a reason to convince himself of plotting the assassination of a nobleman on a trumped-up charge, not to mention that this nobleman was also the hero of the Second Dragon and Lion Battle. This trip will undoubtedly be a good opportunity to test. Say to Rolf: "Let's go." ”

Fort Severcro.

"Wow......"

The sound of footsteps stumbling echoed in the corridor, and Risto hastily opened the door to Ulrik V's room, completely ignoring the hand that Captain Gordon had placed on the hilt of his sword, fell to his knees, suppressed the shock and ecstasy in his heart, and said in a trembling voice: "The Duke of Brenus has sent a message: unite with Daxia to defeat the empire before Thurbuk!" Capture Sidonus, the commander of the Sword Cavalry Commander! ”

Ulrike V in front of the piano stood up and sat down again, was silent for a long time, and waved his hand: "Stand down, tell the lads in the hall the news, and make them happy too." ”

After Risto withdrew, Ulrik V sighed with mixed feelings, and his tired color was fully revealed: "When Kairos almost burned up my 20,000 elite soldiers with a fire, and Nicholas collapsed on the plains of Callindern, I thought that Vincent, who was alone in the depths, had fallen into a desperate situation and was weak to recover, and my Sarion was defeated and greatly damaged. He smiled self-deprecatingly, "I even thought of the worst-case outcome, which would be for Fieldsway and Livingston, who were in a tight fight, to withdraw their troops and then attack Sarion at the same time." Within half a year, the silver throne of the royal city will change hands. ”

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it." Ulrik V's hand brushed the keys, and his eyes seemed to be relieved and helpless. "Vincent was able to break through the deadlock of the Imperial army in front of him and the Shadow Wing in the back, and even defeated the Empire's offensive against Daxia with a backhand. This war, which I tried to disagree with, ended in an undefeated and undefeated war. The five countries are divided, and the deadlock remains. ”

Gordon looked at his king silently, and the victory of Tulbuk should have been exciting news, but Ulrik V did not have the slightest joy. Although Gordon was a martial artist and did not understand politics, he followed Ulrique V when he was Leon Ulrique. His ambitions, his ambitions, his ambitions, were no secret to Gordon in the first place.

"When I entered the palace with my brother's head in the coup d'état, my father pointed to the silver throne and asked me," said Ulrik V, in a nonchalant tone, "'My son, is this what you want?'" ’”

"I looked at my father and thought he was just a mediocre old man. He once sat on the richest central plain in the world, and had the ambition to reclaim the northern frontier from the rebellious aristocracy. But the first battle of the dragon and lion ended dismally, and Laria was lost. I told him that I didn't get any bullshit thrones, I wanted the whole pander to grovel at my feet. But fourteen years have passed, and my command still cannot leave the Central Great Plains. ”

Gordon said softly: "The Pander Continent has been in chaos for one hundred and fifty years, and it has long been chaotic into an intricate knot, and you have to think slowly and solve it slowly. Even if they were as wise as Osa and as majestic as His Majesty Alfred, they could not solve it in their lifetime. Your Majesty does not have to blame himself for a momentary defeat. ”

"A momentary defeat?" Ulrik V shook his head, "Although the war seems to be over, the royal city is now a muddy water. ”

Gordon's face changed, and he remembered the nail that His Majesty had personally planted in the Inquisition, but now it seemed that the nail had been corrupted by the infidels and was spreading deadly toxins. But this nail is too deeply rooted, and it is not said that it hurts the muscles and bones when it is pulled out rashly, and it may even endanger life. But the consequences of letting it go unchecked are still deadly.

"Ned Grace...... "Gordon's one eye radiated a cold murderous intent, "what a daring." I don't know when he hooked up with the infidels, otherwise I would have killed him first to share your Majesty's worries. ”

"Saying harsh things won't help. Although it is said that a quick knife cuts through the mess, if you are in the mess and a sharp stab will pierce the heart, how to hold the fast knife? Ulrike V pressed his forehead, feeling helpless for the first time about the situation in front of him. And I'm also worried that Nicholas, who doesn't know anything about it, may even add fuel to this mess! ”

Gordon was terrified, as if a biting cold air had seeped into his uniform, and a monstrous wave was set off in his heart. He recalled that in the Second Battle of the Dragon and Lion, in the Battle of Laria, the Duke of Elfwan was relieved to hand over his three thousand Marions swordsmen to Ned Greze, and he did not live up to the trust of the famous general of Lin, and in just one day and one night, the city of White Hart Fort was once again planted with the banner of Sarion. At the celebration banquet, Duke Elfwan's opening remarks were: "If Ned Grace had been born nine years early, whether he was in logistics or fighting on the front line, the outcome of the first Dragon and Lion Battle would have been completely different." It can be seen that it is highly evaluated.

And now the gold and silver tiger is seriously injured and bedridden, life and death are uncertain, and the merchant guild has no leader. Duke Elfwan was in charge of logistics, and he was in dire need of a deputy with both ability and authority. Who would be the first name that would pop up in the mind of the name of Na Lin?